September calendar, from two days past since Mikoto's expulsion case, or Aya's forced institution of what is primarily called racism.
Okay, I'd warrant myself a quick intermission before I tell you about what transpired between my dissociated personality, Shirayuki Otogibanashi, and I, Shirayuki Otogibanashi.
Bringing it in, the urge to explain her disposition crossed as a necessity─I would like to square it out so as not to leave you in a bread trail.
Discussing her cause and effect, Aya's motives didn't align with the enemy.
I knew it, such was the reason I didn't pursue her path. While the black swordsman attacked for the kill, she assaulted Mikoto for the ridiculous racism. I have explained it before, but redundancy─as opposed to being roundabout─must settle the score. She was fighting for her own, detached from whatever the powerful Space Mage had in mind.
Hence.
